Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 69: Slaughter Across a Hundred Miles, From East to West, Harvesting Over Two Hundred Thousand Civilization Value—Su Die’s Heart Shattered
Die die die die... It’s all death.
The lucky die on the spot; the unlucky ones still wail and struggle for a dozen seconds before losing breath.
In short, the pain of the exotic beasts is beyond words.
All the way, Su Die’s mind had already become numb.
During this, she hesitated several times, looking at Lin Ping’an beside her who was still plain and only had a First Grade Early Stage Qi Blood fluctuation, countless curses surged within her heart.
Are you kidding me?
This damn guy is a First Grade Martial Artist?
Three hundred...four hundred...five hundred...
A large number of exotic beasts faced untimely deaths, welcoming the end of their lives.
However, the more Lin Ping’an killed, the happier he became; the more he killed, the more joyful his mood grew.
Not only could he slay exotic beasts from the moral high ground of the human race, but he could also madly plunder Civilization Value without any worries.
It’s simply double the pleasure.
One hour later.
The Exotic Beast Forest, where roars used to sound frequently, had now fallen into deathly silence, with a bloody air permeating throughout.
Even the few exotic beasts lucky enough not to be chopped to death dared not make any sound under the boundless slaughter.
In fact, Lin Ping’an sensed those slip-through-the-net clearly, but their aura was merely about the First Grade, and he was too lazy to bother with them.
Slaying First Grade exotic beasts only gives a few points of Civilization Value.
With this time, it’s better to go to a place with more exotic beasts and continue slashing.
Anyway, there are still many places within a radius of over two hundred miles that haven’t been visited; wasting energy here is truly not worthwhile.
With this thought, Lin Ping’an lifted his knife, walked out of the forest, and rushed straight to another sensed location.
"??? You... Where are you going?"
"To find inspiration!"
"Ummm... wait for me..."
Not far away, Su Die gritted her teeth and continued chasing wildly.
Another hour later.
The hillside vicinity was full of various exotic beast corpses, saturated with bloodiness.
"Why are you leaving again? What are you planning to do?"
"Inspiration isn’t enough, continue to find inspiration!"
"Ummm..."
Two hours later.
"Stop the killing... Stop the killing... Junior Lin, I beg you to stop the killing!"
"All the exotic beasts within Hope City’s hundred miles have already been wiped out."
"If you continue killing, you’ll almost trigger a large-scale beast tide!"
In a bloody sea of corpses, Su Die clung to Lin Ping’an’s leg, begging incessantly without regard for her image.
The once mature persona of a dominating woman had completely shattered at this moment! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
To this, Lin Ping’an somewhat disdainfully shook his leg, but couldn’t shake off the nuisance sticking to it.
Glancing at the panel, it showed over two hundred thousand additional Civilization Value than before.
"Alright! The inspiration is temporarily enough! Let’s return to Great Xia Academy!"
Upon hearing these words, Su Die seemed to hear an angelic melody, quickly got up, and her tone was filled with excitement.
"Really? That’s great! Back to the academy! I’ll take you back to the academy now!"
Honestly, as Lin Ping’an killed towards the end, even she, as a Third Grade Martial Artist, was scared.
He was surrounded by an ominous blood aura, his eyes were bloodshot, and with each knife slaying an exotic beast, a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face.
With that image, who wouldn’t be afraid upon seeing it?
It is precisely because of this that Su Die disregarded her image this way.
With a tough attitude, she was truly afraid of being chopped dead by Lin Ping’an, who seemed to be frenzily killing.
Moreover, what was just said was not false.
The bloody smell resulting from the death of a large number of exotic beasts might indeed attract other exotic beasts, likely Middle Tier and above.
Before breaking through the Sixth Grade Realm, most of the Ten Thousand Races of Exotic Beasts don’t possess high intelligence, easily swayed by animalistic instincts.
Even if they were once deterred and expelled by martial arts powerhouses in Hope City, they might stubbornly appear nearby, stimulated by their bloodthirsty instincts, to launch frenzied attacks.
Lin Ping’an flicked his long knife to scatter the blood droplets.
During the ruthless slaughter of exotic beasts, he didn’t always use ranged attacks; occasionally, he engaged in close combat, intentionally enhancing some practical experience while chopping them down.
And while adjusting during the battle, though he killed them with a single stroke, the experience gained wasn’t much, yet it was better than nothing.
From beginning to end, he never had the thought of fighting to nurture the fight; even frantically slaying exotic beasts was merely for plundering Civilization Value.
If he wanted to truly and rapidly increase practical experience, all he needed to do was create a related cultivation technique.
Regarding the Civilization Master System, this cheat, Lin Ping’an had many imaginative ideas in his mind that weren’t ready to be realized.
But due to early civilization value constraints and to rapidly develop enough strength for self-preservation, he temporarily shelved those ideas.
Moments later, sheathing his knife and moving forward, he returned to his previous image, no matter from which angle, from where observed, he was just a plain, harmless First Grade Early Stage Little Martial Artist.
Meanwhile, Su Die’s eyes were filled with the color of questioning life; if she hadn’t followed all the way, she would indeed be deceived by this appearance.
But knowing is knowing and understanding is understanding.
Yet somehow, she couldn’t help but feel that Lin Ping’an was very weak, very harmless, and plain, making him easy to overlook if not careful.
Half an hour later.
The two returned to Hope City, looking no different from when they went out, as if they just went for a stroll outside.
Lin Ping’an walked ahead, featuring that plainness, while Su Die followed behind, her expression appearing somewhat absent-minded, occasionally daydreaming.
During this, familiar martial artists warmly greeted.
"Yo! Little Die? Looks like you didn’t bring anything back! Did you just take a kid out for a stroll around the city, to see the world?"
Upon hearing this, Su Die twitched her mouth slightly, subtly replied.
"Sort of! Just took him out to kill some exotic beasts and see some blood!"
However, in her heart, she had countless things she wanted to say but ultimately chose not to.
Should she actually say that this seemingly First Grade little rookie slaughtered a hundred-mile radius of exotic beasts and emptied the surroundings?
Not to mention angering this seemingly harmless little sneak, Lin Ping’an.
Besides, even if she did say it, probably no one would believe it.
Moreover, this junior hasn’t officially enrolled yet and hasn’t completed registration. Once news of such a monstrous performance gets out, many big shots might try to snatch the student.
Although Great Xia Academy is the top-tier academy, some first-rate academies might use higher, more solitary and consistent chips to compete.
Every year, there is a student competition between academies, and she doesn’t want to once again see this undoubted god of slaughter in another academy’s team.
In a brief exchange of words, countless thoughts cycled through Su Die’s mind.
Through this so-called admission trial, she unknowingly placed Lin Ping’an at an equal or even higher position than herself.
Who knows who was really trialing whom.
Moments later, passing through the Spatial Channel again, the two returned from Hope City on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races to that large military base near Great Xia Capital in the Human Race World.
Then, after the exact same inspection as when they entered, they walked out of the control zone, got into a red sports car, and headed for Great Xia Academy.
Meanwhile.
Outside Hope City, a number of hunting squads were looking at the hellish scene before them with full-faced shock.
"My god! What... What’s the situation here? Did some powerhouse come to sweep through?"
"One-stroke kills... One-stroke kills... Still, one-stroke kills... This is definitely a Middle Tier or above martial artist."
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